When I experience something beautiful, I think of you.

When the sun is setting and the shadows of kids playing on swings enter my camera, it reminds me of your life.

I wish I could make you laugh.

When I'm sitting in a coffee shop writing in this notebook and look at the rain drops fall onto the pavement, I think of your happiness.

I wish I could make you happy.

When the leaves fall from trees around me in orange and reds, I think of your dreams.

I wish I could help you chase them.

When snow is barricading us in and I stare into a burning fire, I think of your desires.

I wish I could fulfill them.

But mostly when I blink and take a breath, I think of my love for you--

I wish it was enough.